The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Thalos stammered, "W-Who are you?"

"We told you." Zark snorted coolly. "He's the famous chief of Mystic Sky Guild!"

Thalos sighed in relief—in a way, he wished that was true, as his defeat would make sense if that was the case.

No one would mock an ant for losing against an anteater... though it went without saying how helpless Thalos felt, comparing himself to an ant.

"Apologies, and farewell!"

And once Thalos understood that he was no match for Frank, he stopped attacking altogether and struggled to his feet.

He was going to bring his son along and bail, when Creed moved to stand in his way.

"Out of my way, Creed! Don't push it!"

Thalos was well aware what Creed was up to and tried to push him away and flee.

Creed to stand firm like a mountain, and with himself hurt, he was never going

"Never make a bet if you're not going to honor it, Mr.

"You're really pushing it!"

Thalos was seething, though it was only now that

son were unconscious,

it all! He would kill Creed where he stood if not

"Naturally, I'm not one who drives a friend off the brink. But you and your son had been mocking the man

not actually allowing Thalos a chance to argue even using him as a stepping stone. After all, whether Thalos was going to apologize or not, Creed was actually doing Frank a favor so

provoking Frank, but not

Thalos snapped at

the chief of Mystic Sky Guild was not

laughing. "You're not

Cumur. Don't flatter yourselet

not afraid of you!"

said nothing

he and Haran left, the guests